As such Aaron and Brendan were Damon's brothers, Arron being one year younger and Brendan being two years older. As Brendan drove into the driveway he noticed the four new ponies frolicking together in the pasture. Arron remarked to his brother, feeling disgruntled that their parents had purchased more animals for him, he the youngest to need clean the stalls and deal with the feedings.
"Mom, Dad we are back," Brendan yelled as he and his brother walked inside the kitchen.
"Brendan, Arron you are home. We have good news, we found your brother!
OK, easy now as there is some special details we need to discuss..., what is that Arron?" Dad said as his youngest son seemed all fired up angry about something. "Now what it it?" Dad asking, said.
"Did I see four new ponies out in the pasture, did you take in boarders, or did you purchase them, as my job around here is to do the dirty jobs." Arron asked his father, as he was angry and seeing his father smile, made the lad get near to furious.
Brendan took a seat to wait for the strange news his father was about to tell.
"To answer your question as if I purchased the four ponies, I bought two and the other two were given to us as companions of the two I bought." Dad said, and as he was about to go into details, Brendan asked, "So where is Damon?"
Their father suddenly looked rather peeved. "Well, a Damon, so where is Damon..., well, ah..., he..., is one of the ponies what came home with us from the Mid-States Carnival, where for the last few weeks he was used to let children have a pony to ride."
Arron stood for a long moment before he looked over at Brendan, as then both brothers burst out in laughter.
Their father sat there with a long faced look of a man feeling foolish. When the laughter and lurid comments slowed to a halt, a father reiterated his previous statement, as said, "I know what I said about Damon sounds stupid, but he is now a pony stallion grazing in our pasture. He returned home with his preferred betrothed pony mare which he asked for us to aid him to soon get married to, as done with a preacher and all our family to watch.
The manner of how he got changed, or transformed is an odd situation of which I am still unsure about, but plan to check on during the next few days. I can also imagine there will be some unrest and settling in as together about or one son preferring to remain as he is an animal of form while mentally his regular self. I suggest you go and visit him, ask any questions and we with his right fore-hoof will write his answers.
As I have asked Damon many questions about his situation and what he expects for his future. I know for sure he has found a great happiness, and a fun mare to live with, they being from similar backgrounds, have found each the other though love!"
"LOVE, my ass!" Arron said, as sounding sarcastic.
"Yes love, Damon loves a pony mare ass, he always was staring a mare cunts, wishing his pecker could fit one rightly!" Brendan said, as looked at his father, but still was unsure if this news was Fake, or a foolish hoax.
It happened about then that Mom entered the kitchen, she with a facial expression of a woman scorned and feeling a sense of hate about something unsaid.
"Dearest, what is it, you look horrid," Dad said, as both Arron and Brendan stood then looking at their mother.
"I just got off the phone with our reverend, Pastor Jacobs. I had called him to request he lead the marriage service for our son Damon and his betrothed, Lulu the pony mare. What that man said to me could make me curse him and our church, he has no grace, no sense of forgiving, our family asked for help to adjust." Mom said, as she began to cry.
"What is going on here," Brendan asked, "Is this for real, my younger brother got himself somehow transformed, he is a pony stallion and wanted to marry a common female pony in a religious marriage..., has the world gone crazy?"
Arron then dashed out the kitchen service door and ran across the driveway to come stand beside the pasture fence.
"Damon...," Arron called out toward the wide pasture.
Damon heard his younger brother and came toward him at a fast trot.
Lulu followed Damon, as did then Charlie and Frank, they ponies too, if but denutted.
Damon came up to stand before his brother and whinnied to him his best possible hello.
"Are you my brother Damon," Arron asked.
Damon first did a head nodding to answer as if to agree, but then using his right front hoof, he scrawled in the dirt, "HELLO ARRON, AND YES..., THIS IS THE NEW ME, AND I LIKE IT !"
"Really, and I suppose this pony mare is the whore you wish to marry?" A disgruntled brother said to a brother he had lost all respect of, as then Damon reached forward his head, his muzzle and he bit Arron on his left hand.
The bite began to bleed and Arron being deathly afraid of seeing any blood, he fell to kneeling beside the fence.
Lulu responded as well by her licking at the sheath of Damon, she arousing him, his pony stallion cock falling from its sheath. She continued her licking to bring Damon near to an orgasm. He felt it coming and Lulu waited, so as Damon spit the first shot of semen, she nosed his cock sideways, and caused the second and third spewing to hit first the bleeding hand, and then to coat the face of Arron with highly infecting pony semen.
"Yuck, as hey that junk is burning my hand," Arron said, as hurt he got up and ran toward the house and some first aid.
Damon looked back at Lulu as he swayed his pony head at her with dire thoughts of concern for his younger brother.
Frank and Charlie began frolicking with Lulu, they sniffing her butt and trying to give her affectionate licks.
Damon stood there and thought, "Yup, we are home!"